[Otto's already moving by the time Tony lands. He startles a little at the sudden intrusion, actuators taking a few steps back, but - ah, it's only some new arrival.]

Nice suit. [He smiles.] I'm alright. Just trying to talk this out.

[From the look of him and those arms, he certainly could just destroy all of these machines if he were so inclined. But they've been sapient for, what, a couple of hours? Otto's trying to give them a break here.

The actuators are, as ever, less patient, but they're still listening. One of them picks up the mannequin, which is walking towards them at its frankly unimpressive highest speed, and delicately turns it around.]

Now. I'm sure they appreciate the thought - [they do not and he knows it] - but no one here wants your help. You're not equipped to mess with their systems, anyway. It's delicate work. None of you have functional limbs.

[The mannequin raises its arms in apparent offense, but...well, its hands don't really do anything, they're just molded, so.]